Show Just J U S F t Folks 0 lk S By A. A Guest Edgar S SMALL HOUSES ROUSES I drive the town at t nights Through little window panes panes I see seethe the merry twinkling lights Along the streets and lanes And AndI I can fancy at th their ir beds The children n kneel in prayer When all the old and weary heads Have said g good od night to care The larger mansions I pass by I scarcely turn Jo fo o see I I I Although I 1 know no reas reason n why They should not happy be But dreams and fancies seem to clingI cling I To little homes aglow And strangely back t to me rue they bring The Tle days of ot long ag ago For of a little house was I r With pretty rooms and small And friendly n neighbors living by Who often stopped to call From cellar to the roof I 1 know The path the children run And up and do down n it I r could go i As I 1 so oft have done At little window panes I seeThe seeThe see The curtains white and trim And memories come come- come back back to me Which time can never dim Though richer folk b be Thris over ten times blest The little hittle homes appe appeal l to me Because I know them b best t. t 1911 leU Edger Edcar A. A Guest |